Sunday, March 29, 2009

matters of the heart

I have heard the faint sound of my heart breaking.
Every silent tear burns a trail down my face.
Stinging like poison.
My mind whirls.
Joy escapes me.
Lonely is the only feeling left.
No peace surrounding me.
Just the sound of the breaking.
I can't breathe.
I can't sleep.
The weight is more than I can bare.

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